Seeking on a parallel street...promises of happiness
of a two way...but, finding yourself...going the wrong way,
jostling that of one way.

Rhythmic striking of the clock, in thoughless no vacancy of a
busy life. Yet to greet intervals of idle time, running to greet
the moon...upward bound of tree lined streets.

It occurs to me...I have no recollection of how I am here...
but, dreams giving strength to breathe consistently with
Heartbeat driven by Soul's evolution of time.

Searching...finding resignation of love, harmony of two
way, for richness of life...chosing Flight with all my Might.